They Might Be Giants - Fake-Believe (Type B) lyrics

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Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe

Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe

Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe

F is for Fake-Believe

F is for fun, F is for fun

F is for fake-believe

My space helmet's on

I'm climbin' in my rocket

To Mars and beyond

And nothin's gonna stop me

I'm here on the launch pad

Just waitin' for the big countdown

(4 3 2 1 Blast off!)

F is for fun, F is for fun

F is for fake-believe

I'm scratchin' my thorax

And wavin' my antennas

I'm here on my ant hill

Just hangin' with my ant friends

I've got my big crumb

About 30 times my weight

(It's not a problem, ants are strong!)

F is for fun, F is for fun

F is for fake-believe

Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe

Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe

Fake-Believe, Fake-believe, Fake-believe

F is for Fake-Believe